Though you’re right, she did refuse to revoke the contract. Seems she and ImpSec want to know who authorised the attack and why.”I stared at Oily;...clearly he was someone far higher up the food chain than I thought if he knew the Empress’ thoughts on any matter.“Who or what are you?” I asked, my question laden with suspicion.“None of your business. Now, carry on as normal as we investigate in the background,” he dismissed me out of hand.A quick sonic shower later a lift deposited me outside the. Sailing along the Portuguese coast, the two ships were evenly matched again, with a lively wind abeam driving them northward. It was sheer pleasure now for the Clyde and her crew, and a fitting experience for their last journey.Past the Cap Finisterre, they encountered a French frigate flying her white, fleur de lys ensign, and they exchanged salute guns with her instead of broadsides. It was slightly surreal to Clyde‘s crew.More French ships were sighted during their dash through the English. I was momentarily distracted by her light touch. I could smell the sweet aroma of her perfume. “Can I get you anything to drink?” she asked. “Tequila,” I jokingly replied. “You’ll have to come back after we close for that,” she witfully replied, twisting a finger in her long hair. “Water will do,” I said. I watched as she stepped back through the doorway where we had stopped. Her designer jeans could not be any tighter without being obscene. I patiently stood alone and waited for Jason to. "Jason, please let's get off this cold floor now and bring this to the bed." I want you to keep going inside me, but I just need to get up off this floor?"Letting her get up and then they can proceed to the bottom. She thought this would work so that getting away could be easy. Then she was wrong, after getting off the cold floor now and make sure that he was waiting away from her. It was her chance to go and leave for a while.Not know that this had been still part of his plan all along to keep.